Shape shifting into a new day. I’m in the body of a very middle aged woman who’s eyes are all puffy from allergies. I need not share with you the rest of what that body is. Suffice to say, it’s more than operational. (I’m laughing right now) Really, I am. Attitude: terrific, glimmering on ridiculously good.

The weather outside is divine. Love the cool sunny mornings. I inhale peace.

Peace as a smell. What a lovely thought. And what beautiful images of peace. It struck me that it’s 9-11 (significant to those of us in the States) for a non-peaceful memory. I traveled to NYC one month to the day after 9-11 (it had been planned before the attack on twin towers) with my two sons and when we went to ground zero – it was the smell, the awful, acrid, smokey smell that stayed with us the longest. Peace definitely doesn’t smell of destruction and pain.

It definitely does not smell of that. I find it important in my ‘journey’ to be mindful of the positive sensorial experiences I have and to call them up when moments are not feeling so good, smelling so nice, tasting of spoiled milk, or I have an ache in my heart that needs shifting. I’m so grateful for my imagination. Good smelling peace to you Barb. jeanne

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